At this moment, I have awakened the eternal heroic spirit of China

Since ancient times, there have been few such troops. Breaking down the city is not for profit, but for the people. Do you think Cao Cao is a fool?The world is so big, he asserted that there is no such army.

Seeing that Cao Cao didn't believe it, Ning An didn't talk nonsense, but waved his hand directly, and then the scene changed, as if dazzled and charming, dazzling people, unable to see reality and nothingness clearly.

Everything around became empty and silent, above the sky, it did not know when it rained, and it fell on the ground to moisten the dry lake, washing away the blood and mud.

But I can't wash away those filth, the Three Kingdoms, the era of heroes, the miserable era, and the dirty era.

When the moon was completely hidden in the sky, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, as if a cold fairy had fallen around them.

Cao Cao's face was indifferent, without any fear.This is very different from the Cao Cao in the records. It is rumored that he is greedy for money, lustful, timid and afraid of death.

Especially that time with Zhang Xiu, he buried his son and Dian Wei.

However, when Ning An saw Cao Cao today, he found that Cao Cao was getting old, or for some reason, he was different from the one depicted in the book.

In the end, I can't help but sigh with emotion that what is recorded in the book may not be true.

History is really written by the victors, and novels are written by the writer's temperament.

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the author loves the Shu Han more than a little bit, and hates Cao Wei extremely.

In the cloud layer, there is a lot of moisture, rolling up a faint fishy smell, rushing into Cao Cao's nose, making him frown involuntarily.

In an instant, everything around has changed.

The moon swings above the sky, and a round of bright moon blooms with endless light like a jade plate, making people unable to open their eyes.

In the endless night, the moonlight alone is enough to illuminate it.

The magic city, this place of endless prosperity in future generations, is full of gunpowder at this moment.

Cao Cao looked down, with shock in his eyes, his pupils contracted suddenly, showing an expression of disbelief.

Is this the means of a god?

Under the clouds, the wind howled all over the sky, gunpowder smoke filled the ground, and the sound of artillery fire roared everywhere.

Crackling, crackling, crackling.

Those bullets were continuously sprayed out like musical notes with violent movements, roaring crazily in the dark night.

The dwarfs in yellow military uniforms on one side were all shouting, they had the most advanced equipment and weapons.

But they still couldn't defeat the opponent. They didn't understand how it would be so difficult for Xiaomi to add a rifle and the opponent didn't even have a heavy weapon.

These dwarves will never understand that what is shining in the dark night is not the military glory, but the sparks, the sparks that can start a prairie fire.

The soldiers on the opposite side had immature faces, thin bodies, and were obviously malnourished for a long time, even their hair was yellow.

It was a struggle to pick up the weapons in their hands, but even so, they still did not retreat, and their weak bodies revealed incomparable firmness and seriousness.

They knew that they couldn't retreat, and finally got here. The people here are still waiting for them, waiting for liberation, waiting to escape from the clutches of the enemy.

There were no birds or beasts here, and even if a stray dog ​​passed by occasionally, they didn't dare to make a sound, hiding in the corner and shivering.

The sound of explosions lingered rapidly and intensely in everyone's mind. Every household closed their doors and windows, praying that the war would end as soon as possible, hoping that they would not be tortured.

Everyone started to prepare money tickets and things, and hid the food, because in their eyes, no matter which side wins, they, the people, will have no good end.

Families with daughters even hid their daughters, even pretending to be ugly, for fear that they would be ruined.

People can't stand the wind and rain.

The fear engraved in their bones made them like dogs that lost their homes. Even if the dogs can escape, where can they go once the war is over?
The gunfire and shells outside came and went, very intense.

For a time, night was like day.

Those young soldiers fell one after another. War is cruel. Although there are occasional myths, but more often, it is cruel that ordinary people can't imagine.

This is war.

Those lying corpses are the best proof that these children also have the best years and are also the treasures of the family.

But because of one sentence, revive the country, they came out without hesitation.

For the country and family, nine deaths without regret.

The commander watched his soldiers fall one after another, he was very distressed, tears rolled down like beans.

Those children are like his own sons, chattering in his ears on weekdays, although they may make mistakes, although they may be naive, but they are very cute.

Who has no parents?Who has no family?
They gave their lives to the country, fixed in the best years, and failed their families.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the enemy, wishing to tear them to pieces.

Even though he is distressed, he also knows.These children are the hope of the country, but if these children do not go to the battlefield, the country will have no hope at all.

No matter how difficult the battle situation was, they never took a step back and continued to charge.

For the sake of the country and a better name, no one will back down.

With an immature face about 16 years old, he looked at the enemy, watched his comrades fall one by one, and got angry.

He knew that if he didn't pull out the enemy's heavy machine gun, no matter how many charges he made, it would be useless.

It will only make the soldiers sacrifice in vain, but weapons are their shortcoming. If there is a mortar, everything will be solved with one shot.

But in reality, they didn't even have sniper rifles.

Cao Cao looked at the battle below, he was a little sluggish, his face was unpredictable.

In ancient wars, regardless of how many soldiers were claimed, if 10 of the 1 were able to fight, that would be very remarkable.

The rest of the people are basically people who have been coerced, and they have no fighting power at all.

It would be fine if these people had a favorable wind, but if they surrendered against the wind, they might even disperse their team.

But he looked down and found that the thin light blue team, no one ran away, no one was afraid, they were all charging madly, for fear that they would fall behind.

What kind of spirit is this?
If such a team were given to him, would he be invincible on the battlefield?
How could such baby soldiers be so cruel?
"Prime Minister, why don't we take a closer look."

After finishing speaking, Ning An suddenly dragged Cao Cao and flew down.

In an instant, they came behind these child soldiers. At this moment, everything about the war became clear, even the breathing of those soldiers was audible.